Chapter 6

ALEXI

I knock on the door of the little out of the way house.

Nash. One of my father's First Commanders. He's not his Beta, but close. Also, he's my ex-lover. I thought he was dead until I ran into him eight months ago in Red Rock. His slim, strong body and rugged rough exterior is what I loved most about him. But what really attracted me to him, was his spirituality. He has this magic almost. If you need to forget or just release, he has a way to do it.

He opens the door. His stark white hair is pulled back into a man bun. His brown eyes almost smile when they see me. He's wearing an open white shirt and thin white cotton pants. It's almost funny how he's making himself out to be all Shaman like.

"I wasn't expecting you so soon." He let me in. "When you called, I started to prepare, but I'm not ready yet."

I look around the very minimalistic state of his house. It almost doesn't look lived in. "That's fine. I'll have a tea and wait."

He smiles. "I know the perfect one."

A few minutes later, he brings out a tea set. He sets it on the table as he takes my coat. He hands me a cup. "This will relax you."

I take the cup and sip from it. The warmth of the liquid going down my throat fills me with such calm. "Witch Hazel?" I ask.

"Chamomile." He smirks,

I smile. I sit down with him at his table. "So, tell me your troubles."

I set my cup down. "I don't even know where to begin. I was so focused on revenge for my father, now my thoughts are being bombarded by this.... this man." I looked confused at my cup.

"Tell me about him." Nash looked at me with a brow up. He raised his cup to his lips.

"He's just a normal man, I guess. Alpha. Brown hair, hazel eyes. His scent......I just need him out of my head so I can focus. Can you do that?" I plead with him.

He grabs my hand. "Alexi. I would love nothing more but to help you. All I can tell you is I'll try. You know my skills do not guarantee complete success. But at the very least I can calm you to a point where you should be able to prioritize your thoughts."

I nod. "When do we begin?"

****

I'm dressed in flowing white toga. Nash leads me to a room which is covered in candles, dim lighting lights the room. There's a fur carpet on the floor. Artifacts, runes, and symbols decorate the walls, ceiling and floors. He sits me down and pulls out my dress to pool around me. He ties up my hair.

He grabs a bowl. He holds it up. "The blood of the Ancestor." He dips his pinky into it and draws a snaking shape on my forehead. "The Entrance of the Dragon. The gateway to your mind."

He sets the bowl of blood between us. He takes a bowl of powder and sprinkles it into the blood. He holds a candle to it and the blood catches fire.

"Before every battle, your father would come to me. To clear his mind so he could focus on his win. I would ask him. What do you want to forget? Every time he'd answer Cecille...."

"My mother..." I whisper.

He nods. "Your mother. You're father's love for her haunted him greatly. He'd beg for relief for which I was only able to grant him temporarily. So, you see, this may not work."

"But I don't know him. How could he haunt me if I don't know him." I was confused.

"You may not know him, but the mere exposure could be enough to imprint on your spirit. If it's early enough, I may be able to erase it, but again, it might not work. Be prepared for that."

I nod.

"Ok. Clear your mind. Think of those you wish to forget." He threw a powder into the flames and the room filled with smoke. "Breath the air. Let it enter your mind...." He threw a different powder in.

I'm starting to sweat and my breathing is shallow. I'm getting heated. Right to my core as I picture him. His face, his eyes, his lips, his body. I see his body only without a shirt.

My breath comes out labored as I tug at my dress. I'm starting to feel aroused. Starting to feel flushed with excitement. His scent is surrounding me, only intensified. I have feelings, but I can't quite make out what they are. My vision turns a deep blue over his muscular body. He's calling to me. I fall into him and kiss him like I crave a drug. He pulls the straps of my dress off my shoulders and it falls to the floor.

I suck in a breath and snap my eyes open looking around wildly. I'm dripping with sweat and my breathing is heavy. I don't know where I am.

"Alexi....Alexi.... It's ok. Relax...." Nash has cupped my cheek trying to get me to come back.

"Wha...where...." I'm so confused.

He brushes the sweaty locks from my face. "You're here. With me. Calm down."

"Nash?” I looked into his eyes. I'm scared.

He smiles. "Yes. See you're fine."

I searched his face. "What happened?"

"Um..." He sat back. "I can only assume your thoughts are deeper than you're letting on."

My brow furrowed. "Excuse me? No. What I saw.... What I think I saw was not what I've seen. Nash, my thoughts, they were almost intimate. In ways I haven't even thought about or even experienced."

He lowered his head then raised it again. "You are sure you never had any other interaction."

"Yes." I confirm.

"I'll have to do some more research. This is beyond my current knowledge. But I can see your even less relaxed now." He hands me a towel.

I wipe my face and chest of the sweat. "Definitely not relaxed."

He got on his knees and took off his shirt. "Well, I have other ways to relax you until I can find out what's going on." He smirks.

He crawls up over my body, pushing me down onto the floor. I'm dripping with arousal and craving sustenance. He kisses me hard commanding my mouth to open which I do.

My legs wrapped around his waist. He runs his hand down my thigh to my calf and back up.

Kissing my neck, he pulls my dress down my shoulders and off my arms. Peeling it off the rest of my body. He sits up and runs his hands down my chest, around my breasts and down my stomach. He slowly rolls me over and puts me on my hands and knees so my pussy is exposed to him.

He unties his pants and pulls them to his knees. Releasing his hard cock.

I softly moan at the feel of the head of his member running softly up and down my wet slit. He lines up with my entrance. Placing a hand on the small of my back and pushes himself in.

I moan at the feel of his girth filling me. Stretching me open. I arch my back.

"Yes...." I moan into the rug.

He pulls out slowly and pushes back in. Running his hands gently down my back.

"Does this relax you, princess." He breathes.

"Yes....oh yes...." I grip the rug. The feeling of him pulsing inside me, has my core building already.

He goes a little faster. Pumping his hard cock into my pussy. My juices coat him as the strokes get longer and harder.

He holds my hips and thrusts even harder. He's bruising them as he hangs on.

"Nash....feels so good.... yes..." I moan louder.

He reaches down and plays with my pussy. "This should be even better." He grinds as he forces his cock deeper inside. I feel my climax build. I lift my head. "Yes. Nash....oh God...."

His penetrations are even more intense. His cock begins to swell. "Alexi....you feel so good. His fingers tighten on my hip. His hand on my pussy moves even faster. "Come, Alexi....now...."

My orgasm crashes through with his words. I throw my head back and scream. He clenches his jaw. Both hands squeeze my skin as his release fills me. "...so tight...." He growls.

"Yessssss......" I scream into the rug. He continues to pound me. His cock filling me even more.

"Yessss.....Alexi...." He screams out his own climax.

When he's done, he slows down. He pulls himself out and grabs the towel. He cleans me up then himself. His breath is very shallow and labored.

My heart is racing and I'm trying to steady myself when I turn and sit on the rug.

He wipes the sweat from his body. "It may not be spiritual, but I hope that helped a little." He smiles.

I remove the tie from my hair and fix it. "Well, it is a nice distraction anyway." I smirk.

****

It certainly wasn't the relief I was hoping for. I can only trust in time; Nash will find the answers I need to rid myself of this image now burnt in the front of my mind.

His body shirtless. Calling to me. The smokey image has my stomach in knots. What am I supposed to do with this.

I'm filled with confusion. My wolf seems to be directing me to find him, but I can't. I need to focus. The problem is whatever door Nash opened is not closing and my wolf wants me to walk through when I want to shut it and lock it away. This inner battle is tiring and I need sleep.

Nash offered me his bed and I gladly accepted. The two of us lay arms and legs tangled draped in the sheets. It was nice for a time. It may not be the man in my thoughts, but in this moment, my wolf is satisfied enough to let me sleep.

My dreams are filled with smoke. I'm in my toga walking through the abandon streets of Red Rock. My bare feet cold against the black top. I see a shadow approach.

He comes out of the dark with his head lowered slightly, eyes trained on me. I stop and swallow. Anger flows off him. Immense anger. He turns his head and I look where he's looking. Nash's bed appears on the road with us naked in it. He looks back at me.

"Who are you?" My voice sounds airy and distance.

His eyes glow gold. "The one you want." He growls.

His shirtless chest flexes as his fists ball at his sides.

"I don't know who you are." I answer,

I take a few steps closer.

"You will." His voice is deep, powerful. I feel the grumble of his words in my chest.

Just then the wind blows. I see a shadow behind him. I open my mouth to warn him, but nothing comes out. My father comes out of the dark behind him. Grabbing his head. "You were supposed to avenge me, Alexi" His deep angry growl pierces me.

I start to cry. "I'm sorry, father. I will. I will avenge you." Tears stream down my cheeks.

My father gives me an evil grin. "Yes, you will avenge me." He looks at the man in my dream then looks back at me. "Starting with him." And with one swift motion, my father snaps his neck and the Alpha crumples to floor.

"NOOO!!" I reach out to him,

I jolt up in bed. "No!" It takes me a minute to realize it was a dream. Nash wakes up. "Alexi? Are you all, right?"

I'm clutching the bedsheets like they're saving my life. I'm sweating. I can't seem to breath.

Nash sits up. "Bad dream?"

I look at him. I bring my knees up and rest my elbows on them placing my head in my hands. "Yeah. Yes. I'm fine." Finally able to slow my breathing.

"You want to talk about it?" He's gently rubbing my back.

I raise my head to him. My eyes filled with concern. "I need to go."

"Alexi, now? It's the middle of the night." Nash watches me get dressed.

I pull on my hood. I check my gun and the liquid silver bullets inside it.

"There's something I need to do." I kiss Nash. "Thank you."

I leave his house and jump in my car. I drive back toward the highway. If I'm hunting Alphas, I have one right here I should be hunting. My father's right. I can't avenge him with this man in my head. Once he's dead, I can continue my mission.